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| | | Band / Artist : The Cransons | Added : Wednesday, September 20th2006 | | | | | Lyrics : | You knew he was a punk, since he was a kid
His idol was always Vicious,Sid
First Pistols record at age 4
We all knew the kid was fucken hardcore
By the age of 16 he was out of his house
Always drunk and usually underoath
Criminal record the size of Ron Jeremys cock,
That was Scradley he didnt give a fuck
Spikes on his coat, squeege in his hand
To make it through the day he had to pan-
Handle his life, like a true punk
Sneaking into shows and getting fucken drunk
Ripped up clothes and liberty spikes
Going downtown and getting into fights
40 in his hand, acid in his pocket
Kicked outta stores for causing a ruckus(fuck it!)
Banned from every liquor store
Didnt serve him beer hed kick in the door
Howd he get his booze youd say
He broke in that fucker every day
Spikes on his coat, squeege in his hand
To make it through the day he had to pan-
Handle his life, like a true punk
Sneaking into shows and getting fucken drunk
You knew he was a punk, since he was a kid
His idol was always Vicious,Sid
First Pistols record at age 4
We all knew the kid was fucken hardcore
By the age of 16 he was out of his house
Always drunk and usually underoath
Criminal record the size of Ron Jeremys cock,
That was Scradley he didnt give a fuck
Spikes on his coat, squeege in his hand
To make it through the day he had to pan-
Handle his life, like a true punk
Sneaking into shows and getting fucken drunk
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